Category: Philosophy & Musings

We’re all blazes of wondrous potential.  If we fan our beings with discipline and audacity, we will shine all the brighter for it, and enliven reality for those around us. Or we can gutter and die, muffled by the deadly obscurity of procrastination.

When it comes to writing, in order to evoke the resonance of truth, it helps to understand that light and dark (or good and bad) are simply reference points.  They’re not evil and they’re not holy.  They’re impartial tools you can use to highlight an indescribable transcendence through whatever arrangement of [colors/words/notes] you’ve put together.

I used to believe in delaying gratification until I’d solved a certain amount of “problems,” and that upon doing so, I’d reach financial freedom/enlightenment/flow state/whatever.  Then I saw people who, despite their lack of “problems,” were still miserable.  I realized there’s no reason to delay gratification, and that having a “problem” to solve is actually…

In the midst of any great endeavor, being humble enough to suck is part and parcel of being daring enough to win.

When I successfully wage war against that treacherous piece of myself—the one that schemes against my better nature—I experience a clarity that allows me to harmonize with the outer world, along with an unimaginably deep sense of peace.  I think it’s because I’ve won the fight that truly matters, and I’m reaping the rewards of…

From what I’ve seen, (s)he who consistently disciplines their inner monstrosity is usually an asset, and also possesses the highest capacity for good. Conversely, those who refuse to acknowledge (and reign in) their inner monstrosity seem to tend toward ineptness, and in the worst cases, unchecked evil.

If you can reserve judgment of worth (whether someone is “good” or “bad”) and simply assess each action instance by instance and grasp how to frame them as inspirational anecdotes or cautionary tales, you can cast aside the veil of love and hate, of heroism and villainy, of damnation and worship, and surf a river…

Being prized for your competence—being asked to demonstrate a given skill again and again and being well-compensated for it—is the ultimate compliment, but when faced with someone who feels threatened by your aptitude, someone who turns their nose up at you no matter how good you are, the ultimate revenge is to not lash out…

If there is some luminous presence that forms everything and destroys all semblance of separation in its unvarnished completion, then it would only make sense that as we jump from style to style, from insight to insight and declare one thing “better” than another, that these “better” things would inevitably disappoint us, forcing us to…

To have a decent chance at pulling off (and sustaining) greatness, life will ask us to endure monotony and discomfort. Then it will ask us to strive for a transcendent state where the repetitive drudgery becomes a matter of habit, and then stick with it until it becomes an enjoyable ritual—to teach ourselves to love…